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The scourge of Islam Hungary well knows;
So Allah’s followers it will not take —
That river of humanity that flows
Into the European poisoned lake.
The freedom of its citizens at stake,
It tells the Western fools to go to Hell.
That their veiled threats and posturing won’t shake
Hungarian resolve — they know the smell
Of centralized control only too well.
They’ve learned from history — they know their past —
The cruel oppression after Buda fell.
They gaze on Germany and France aghast.
Hungarians won’t sacrifice their pride;
For it too many patriots have died.
— D.N. O’Brien